A fracture

It was actually pretty rare for the whole house to be assembled together, and most of the group understood that a "family meeting" being called meant something was up.

"What is it this time?" Luke asked with an air of annoyance.

Their person feigned innocence.  "Whaaa~t?"

"These meetings generally spell trouble."

"Well, the truth is..." the only actual living being in the room fidgeted, her eyes refusing to look at any of the dolls directly.  "I'm moving..."

"That's neat," Tachi chimed in.  "Where are we going?"

"Don't you listen?" Antonio snapped.  "She didn't say we're moving, she said she's moving."

Tachi frowned.  "But then... what'll happen to us?"

"I guess... you'll be packed in boxes and put into storage."  She hated even saying it; the words stung almost physically.  Perhaps if she didn't say it out loud, it wouldn't be true.  But there wasn't time for games or delusion - she was leaving in a week.

"Oh....."

"But you'll be in pairs!  So... you won't be lonely..."

Günter nodded, taking everything in.  "It's probably for the best.  Trying to transport all of us would be too difficult."

"Yeah..."

"But if I may make a request," Günter continued, while pushing up his glasses, "since there is an odd number of us, I'd prefer to be boxed up alone."

Out of his line of vision, Antonio's eyes narrowed.

"Um..."  Their person didn't address the request, but instead added, "Actually, I figured it would be possible to take one or two of you................"

Günter just blinked, while Antonio raised an eyebrow.

Tachi and Quincy looked at each other.

Brishen looked away.

Luke tilted his head curiously, while in his lap, Rook clung to the fairy's robe tighter.

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*chime~*

Cillian:  "Welco- Oh, hey.  This be a pleasant surpri-"

Cillian:  "-Pmf."

Brishen:  "........................."

Cillian:  "B??"

Brishen:  "..................................................."

Cillian:  "Hey..."

Cillian:  "Yo're cryin'!  What's wrong!?"

Brishen:  "........................"

Cillian:  "C'mon, let's have a chat."

Brishen:  "............................... Cillian....."

Cillian:  "When yo're ready, Love."

Brishen:  "Cill......."

Brishen:  "I....  I'm moving..."

Cillian:  "Movin'..?"

Brishen:  "I don't want to..  but I don't have a choice in the matter."

Cillian:  "Oh....."

Cillian:  "Well... it'll be ok.  I'm sure our persons will still hang out all the time, so we'll see each other.  Just because we're not right 'round the corner from each other don't mean we'll be strangers.  It'll just be-"

Brishen:  "Cillian....  I'm moving to Japan......"

Cillian:  "Japan!?"

Cillian:  ".........  Crikey......  That's pretty far.."

Brishen:  ::nod::

Cillian:  "Then I guess.... we won't get to see each other that often.  Like..... at all."

Brishen:  "...................."

Cillian:  "What'll we do...?"

Brishen:  "Cillian........."

Brishen:  "Cill, I love you.  I'm not going to just forget about you.  I know it won't be easy, but.... I'd like it if we could stay together...."

Cillian:  "I'd like that too.."

Brishen:  "I'm sorry.."

Cillian:  "Ya don't need ta be."

Brishen:  "You're too lovely to keep to myself... but I'll be selfish."

Cillian:  "Heh...."

Cillian:  ::huuuuuug::  "Me too..."

To be continued....